Muhan Shuangcheng

"You are...Brother Han?" Hei boy's bright eyes flashed with surprise, and he grinned big on his face, revealing his small white teeth without hesitation. He stretched out his small arm and hugged him Mu Han shouted excitedly, "Brother Han, I have found you. Do you know that my dad and I have missed you so much these past few years, why don't you come back to see us?" She snuggled into Mu Han's arms affectionately, rubbing against his chest, just like when she was a child.

Mu Han's expression softened because of Hei boy's actions, seeing him cuddling into his arms like when he was a child, with complete trust, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, put away his coldness, raised his hand and rubbed the seeds on Hei boy's head, "I miss you too."

"Brother Han, I'm hungry..." Hei boy's stomach growled again, and he buried his head in Mu Han's arms embarrassingly, his face blushing.

"Hehe..." Feeling Mu Han's chest throbbing a few times, the black boy turned from embarrassment into anger, and punched Mu Han's chest a few times with his small fist, "Okay, don't laugh at you, come and eat something quickly " Mu Han grabbed the little black paw that was making trouble on his chest, pushed Ye Shuangcheng away, and moved the little girl closer, "You just woke up from heat stroke, I asked someone to make some porridge for you, let's eat something lighter first."

Boy Ye Hei was really hungry, he only ate a few mouthfuls of food for lunch, and after tossing for a long time, after waking up, he was in a state of excitement again, "crash clatter", he didn't want any food, so he took a few bites first , an empty stomach, a few mouthfuls of warm glutinous rice porridge, the whole person's spirit has improved a lot.

"Slow down, no one will fight with you." Mu Han looked at the porridge beard around the black boy's lips with some amusement, and spread some pickles into his porridge bowl, "Where is your father, what about Ye Daddy?" Don't worry about your monkey going out so far?"

The swallowing movement stopped, Ye Shuangcheng raised his head, his shiny black eyes were slowly filled with water mist, his mouth was flattened, and he just looked at Mu Han with such aggrievedness, and with a "click", the big teardrops fell Into the porridge bowl.

Panicked by Ye Heizi's sudden tears, he took away the bowl in his hand, wiped the tears on Heizi's face with his thumbs, and said in a hurry, "Shuangcheng, don't cry, what's the matter? Say, don't cry..." The cold heart seemed to be dripped in by Ye Heizi's tears, and there was a feeling of being scalded instantly.

"Shuangcheng, don't cry, okay?..." Mu Han stretched out his long arms, and embraced the crying boy Hei in his arms. Ye Shuangcheng stretched out his arms to wrap around Mu Han's thin waist, and buried his head in his arms. Tears flowed silently in his arms.It doesn't matter whether he is sad or hypocritical, when his father passed away, there were too many things to be busy with. Even though he was sad, he didn't cry much. Now that he saw Mu Han and heard his concerned questions, My heart was sour, I don't know why, I just wanted to cry.

Hot tears dripped on his chest through the thin clothes. After a while, a large piece of the clothes on Mu Han's chest was wet, running down the black boy's hair, thinking, this boy must have eaten something along the way. It must be a lot of suffering, look at the tears, "Okay, good boy, stop crying, cry again, your tears will drown the two of us."

"Brother Han, my father is gone..." A suppressed cry came from his chest. As soon as he said these words, it seemed that all his emotions had found an outlet, and the silent tears turned into suppressed low sobs. The thin body shrugged in Mu Han's arms.Mu Han paused for a while along the black boy's hair. Originally, Ye Shuangcheng's crying made his heart ache faintly. Hearing this, the pity and pain in his heart became more and more unstoppable. My heart overflows.

The hand that originally ran down the hair slid onto the back of the black boy, gently patted the thin shoulders of the person in his arms, and lightly rested his chin on the top of Ye Shuangcheng's head, and asked about this boy's personality, what did Ye Daddy do? Don't worry about letting him go out, is that the case?Thinking of the care given to him by that honest and honest man in his memory, even though he was used to seeing life and death on the battlefield in the past few years, Mu Han still felt a sense of sadness and hugged Ye Shuangcheng's arms tightly.